Rutger felt that surge of pleasure through his entire body that left him mindless and body much weaker, but Dante was far from satisfied at the moment.
They could be said to have wasted an afternoon with great pleasure until both were exhausted even to get out of bed. The priest's body had red marks here and there, there were even bite marks on the soft part of the shoulder and the inner thigh.
Dante, on the other hand, got his share of scratches and bites from a sullen man who didn't much like to wait between rounds.
"It's so hot here" Rutger complained as Dante hugged his back, his body as weak and shaky as a milk pudding.
"The bath water can still be used" Dante commented without releasing Rutger, he was still better than the priest since his physique was much superior.
Rutger wanted to complain that Dante was supposed to let him go because the room was hot, but he was too tired to fight or even think about anything.
Rutger ended up falling asleep without realizing it, even though he had Dante's semen running between his buttocks, sticky with his own semen and wet with their sweat, his body claimed the sleep of the righteous.
Sleep, this one, he hadn't had for some time.
"Rutger, do you feel better?" Dante asked at some point, but Rutger blinked, his eyes still sleepy. He hadn't realized that he had slept.
He didn't wake up with any discomfort and felt very light, no sweat, semen, or even the lube could be felt. Dante had washed him with more than one damp towel and had taken a cold shower himself to clean himself up.
Father Bernardi was worried about Rutger as he hadn't woken up for a long time, they had skipped lunch for good reasons, but it was time for dinner and he was hungry.
"Drink some water," Dante said supporting Rutger's body that still refused to fully wake up. Drinking the water because his throat was too dry, he began to wake up.
Rutger came fully awake and felt ashamed, after all, the flashes of moments ago flashed through his mind.
"This is no time to be shy, we're late for dinner. You know how the abbey rules are, if we get past dinnertime there will be no more food today!"
Dante didn't give Rutger time to process all the shame of the past few hours, he just quickly urged Rutger to get ready to leave.
At that moment the food was the most important thing.
This left Rutger even more baffled by Dante's free mind, but it also made him a little more comfortable not to mention the subject.
A momentary wish was what happened, Rutger was quickly convinced of it when he left the room with Dante for dinner in the silent cafeteria.
They had even forgotten that two priests were found murdered today. Even Rutger had forgotten about Levi's existence for a few quiet hours.
Yes, they were lost in their little world.
The same thing happened with Emery's group, somehow Emery, Giovanni, and Arabeth were in a delicate situation somewhat similar to what Rutger and Dante had been through this afternoon.
Hours earlier Emery had finally brought up the subject of Arabeth and Bao to show Giovanni.
Yani and Giovanni were surprised by Arabeth's performance, which was totally different from the Arabeth that existed in Yani's old world.
Only Arabeth's jealous and terrifying personality didn't change as he grabbed Emery's arm and looked at him as if he posed some kind of danger.
Very similar to the Arabeth Yani knew.
There were many mixed feelings inside him, but the main feeling that predominated was an immense longing for his ancient world, for the Arabeth he knew, and regret not having confessed his feelings when he could.
"Giovanni, is everything alright?" Emery asked worried seeing the young man staring at Arabeth who was only wearing a long shirt of his and looking very sullen.
"Bishop Darcy, how can a bishop make contracts with demons?" Giovanni asked still with surprise and a new look on Emery.
"I don't know" Emery was very sincere, he didn't know what happened to his own body.
"Don't you know?" Giovanni and Yani looked even more surprised by the bishop's response.
"Well, I have a theory. But I have to get back to my family so I can investigate further. But for now, I don't know why my body is like this," Emery said with a long, helpless sigh. He had a terrifying theory that his family was experimenting with supernatural beings and humans.
That for the memories of the original Emery or even the original Emery who was a scientist when dealing with magic, it was possible that it was some side effect of some experiment or even a macabre experiment with his own body.
The more he thought about it the more he didn't want to go back to the Darcy family, but not going to the Darcy family meant falling into a trap when he went to the Vatican and was sold into slavery somewhere foreign.
He was literally between the cross and the sword.
The cross felt very heavy on his shoulders, almost crushing him, and the sword was at his throat with a very sharp blade, waiting for his head to roll.
At least the sword would give him a quick kill.
"So you have three different energies inside your body?" Giovanni continued to ask with some fascination. However, he was soon worried about what if Bishop Darcy suddenly died?
Giovanni just thinking about it felt a kind of great hollowness in his chest.
"Yes, for some reason everything is balanced for now," Emery said very seriously as if having to play with the demon and the angel to ejaculate had never happened.
Fortunately, at Emery's words, the young man felt relieved and then was surprised by that imaginary emptiness he felt in his chest. Giovanni would have wondered about that terrible sense of loss if he hadn't been in a very serious conversation at the time.
"I can use all abilities without suffering from side effects, which is a relief" Emery continued speaking showing a small green light coming out of one hand, and in the other hand that held Bao, he let the demonic energy cover the cub's body. who seemed very pleased about it.
Just like the time he met Bao, he used the sacred energy in his eyes. Showing that he could control all three energies without any harm to his body.
Only Azarphy knew how nature's energy was restoring the damage done to his body.
He had to talk to Emery about it later, that way the young bishop would only look for his own death.
"Incredible!" Giovanni said in awe, even Yani was amazed. In the higher dimensions, it was not uncommon for living beings to have more than one energy in the body, but it was energies that completed each other and not energies in conflict.
Those born with energy in the conflict had to suppress one of the powers in order to survive, otherwise, life would be too short and with the danger of an energy explosion killing it and killing others around.
Emery at that time also thought he was a little amazing, but he was more afraid of an explosion and painful death than he thought he was a wonderful person. Fortunately, he had Azarphy to help him know if his energies would conflict and nature's energy to repair his body.
"Have you forgotten about me, dear?" Azarphy's voice spoke to everyone, which pulled them out of the little bubble of conversation. The angel's ironic tone made everyone silent for a few seconds, while Emery felt a bad shiver when he heard the word "darling".
He was under the impression that a poor tree could be destroyed again.
Bao who was in one of Emery's arms jumped to the floor in fear and went to the armchair still shaking.
"Azarphy, I already told you not to scare my baby!" Emery said with some regret in his heart. Bao was a very proud cub (demon) so hard that he was quietly being crushed by him, now he missed it.
"Azarphy?" Giovanni asked a little nervously. He wasn't an actor to pretend he didn't know the angel, but Emery was more concerned about Bao than noticing the young man's nervousness.
"Oh, I almost forgot. This is my angel" Emery said maintaining facial paralysis and his voice was very steady, even though inside he was a little embarrassed. Since talking like that sounded like he was being possessive.
Azarphy, on the other hand, felt strangely happy for the phrase, of course, getting even more cheerful when he read about Emery's shyness at odds with the words.
"Hello, human" Azarphy greeted with indifference. For some reason, he didn't want to find this human pleasant. Even though Giovanni has never done anything that the archangel directly displeased.
"But aren't angels and demons enemies?" Giovanni asked this time, not needing to feign curiosity.
Emery thought so too, but Azarphy seemed very tolerant of Arabeth and even Bao. Many things he knew about angels fell to the ground because of Azarphy.
"Yes, in times of war we are enemies. A lot of the time we just get harassed and have little fights. But nothing like what you imagine a great war between races and mortal enemies. There would be no way for us to develop if we were all the time at war with these weak beings"
Azarphy said with some sarcasm at the end, which made Arabeth's tail rise in goosebumps, which made Azarphy's laugh sound in the room.
"You feathered bird! As if angels were that evolved!" Arabeth said he was trying to pick a fight he couldn't win.
"Serious?"
"You!" Arabeth said shocked seeing his big blouse being lifted showing his pretty buttocks for all to see, but that wouldn't have embarrassed the demon marquis.... so the sound of slapping his ass with a red mark on his pale skin made him want to bite that one to death that shameless feathered bird.